March 25, 2014
Fruska has undeniably entered the very last stage of her pregnancy. Last night she walked out on the pack into her whelping box. She stretched, rolled and stopped on her back. Her giant protruding belly pointed to the ceiling. She stayed in that position for a while. It seemed that laying on her back, she’s found the perfect angle for soothing tranquility where she could communicate with her pups in her womb.
For a long frozen moment, she did not appear vulnerable, in fact she appeared secure and superior. She was the queen mother in full charge with all the magic in her belly, the fearless female beast in full control of life that has been earned through evolution.
Smooth sailing Fruska on this remaining short distance.